Left Alone

A/N: A short Poem inspired by the Salem Witch Trials

The bells are tolling;

As the trees whisper their grief

The winds are crying;

As the sentence reader is brief

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The Heavens are weeping;

As the clouds show their outrage

The Earth is trembling;

As the Law’s compress your cage

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My Spirit is aching;

As my heart cries its pain

But you are smiling:

As my tears fall yet again

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The rope is swinging:

As you near the end of your epic tome

And your Death knell strikes;

And suddenly I’m left alone